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Out of this corner, wearing purple trunks, comes Fight Club�s Tyler Durden, and with a Left and a Right the phallic towers of empire fall. Durden is our dark solar hero, sol niger risen, dousing American manhood with lye and then slapping its face, forcing us to make conscious our national emasculation and false leadership. In less than four decades our nation has become an oppressive, spiritual wasteland, thriving on revenge, violence and petty power. Masculinity is a joke. Male �leaders� are weaklings � unfit, bought beings � servants of corporate thieves and tyrannical SUV moms.

The implosion of the Towers means the American descent will accelerate. Our roller coaster car has derailed, and we will plummet through the final spirals of Tartarus. The crucible of the nation approaches. We have had our first full collective brush with evil, right on Main Street U.S.A., and although the evil was delivered unto us by foreign agents, it is evil of our own making. Until we confront this as a people, monsters far greater than these will snack on our sorry butts.

This evil lives in our toxic waters, our brown skies, our alienation from nature and from one another. We are a fractured, spoiled, schizophrenic society, rapidly � and radically -- polarizing by wealth and gender.

Domestically, we operate often out of selfish, unworthy motives. Junior Bush�s �beacon of freedom� has become a land of mass domestic incarceration, teeming with blatantly political prisoners, a mere warehousing of broken American masculinity. We rush to build more cages, hire more guards, enact more �protections.�

We are feeding, like mad cows, off ourselves.

Covert censorship abounds. All major media is corporate-cloned. Outside the Net diversity of opinion is impossible. Meritocracy has been exchanged for victimocracy, reality for spin, character for non-offensiveness and privilege. Our universities are ideological indoctrination camps.

America has made war on its own people, especially its men and boys, for many decades. Brotherhood is broken. Any accurate barometer � say myth or fairy tale -- would reveal that we are enchanted -- under a spell. The shadow aspects of the feminine rule the land. Over our skies rides the Wicked Witch of the West, cackling at our Bride, leaving poisoned con trails in the heavens.

Those towers, that white house, and most especially that magnificent statue in the harbor -- the Queen of Heaven and her seven-starred crown -- are absolutely impregnable while America keeps its covenant. The nation is guarded while it stands on, and lives by, its chartered principles of freedom, equality, merit, compassion, and justice. With those principles America can still lead the world out of the nightmare of history and into a golden Millennium.

When the nation fails in its principles, however � and in the past thirty-five years we have failed miserably � then all bets are off. Then we expose ourselves to the natural consequences of our own misdeeds, our own spiritual hypocrisy and emptiness. America has flourished under prayers, blessings, and protections of which it is blissfully unaware. The entire planet has shed its bounty on her, that she might grow to greatness, and birth liberty. In the night while the babes dream in their tract-house cribs, haggard princes patrol the ramparts.

America is the empire that can end all empires. A precious seed from the tree of Eden was planted in this land, and the Sun himself tends it with his rays, both seen and unseen. Here the Great Work of mankind and of the planet finally may be completed. America is a graced nation of unlimited promise, where humans may raise matter to a blessed order of being. In America the blood-curse, talion, the old law of vengeance, may die. Here, the last scapegoat may at last be made conscious, freed, and welcomed into community.

Yet we cling to our comforts, our lies, our self-serving dualistic supremacies.

In America the opposites charge at one another like knights at full tilt, and the nation summons its courage to withstand the shock, for to survive the war of the dualities effects the conuinctio, the marriage of the unlikes. From this collision � where earth and heaven, good and evil, man and woman are reconciled � the gates of heaven are opened, and never again shut. A transformed America can accomplish this Great Work, and live forever as the liberator of humanity and of all Creation.